Who introduced you to gardening?
Perhaps you found the path on your own. For many, it was a parent. For others, it was a friend that introduced them to the pursuit. For me, it was my mom. My mom has always tended a beautiful garden, from the wooded acreage of my younger years in Seattle to the sunny perennial gardens at my parents current home in California. Growing up with gardens shaped me, and I distinctly remember wandering a nursery when I was young enough that the plants were much taller than I was. A special world was tucked away at that nursery and I was not short on imagination. My parents are British, and I grew up with Beatrix Potter, The Secret Garden and The Wind in the Willows. I sincerely believed that toads had tea parties and flowers held fairies.
Designing gardens is a chance to create a little bit of that magic that the world held for us when we were young. I know that sounds cliché, but it is a true statement. I try to understand clients’ “inner gardens” because I believe that we carry with us a vision of the ideal garden space, or place of refuge. This is not a novel concept – it has been explored by several others before me. Sometimes this inner space can be evoked by a fragrance, or a certain plant or tree. I often ask where my clients spent their childhood to have insight into what landscape shaped their perceptions. My hope is to tap into a little bit of that inner garden. My reward comes in knowing that a client will take solace in their new garden, and if not already a gardener, possibly become one.
A few years ago, when our garden was being created, a neighbor stopped in with her daughter Willow. While we were chatting, Willow explored a wooded area and I heard her saying to herself quietly, “this would be a good place for fairies to live.” I was reminded of myself, and how gardens can vividly shape a child’s imagination. If you have the chance to introduce a child to a garden or gardening, by all means seize the opportunity. You could be instilling a life long pursuit. At the very least, you will be sharing a refuge that the child will be able to return to in her mind, and for which she will be ever grateful.
So thanks Mom – and yes Willow, it would be a good place for fairies to live.

my mom…where the fairies live


